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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everybody goes "Awww!”'- Jack Kerouac
4 comments:
great picture.
I love it.
"Mommy, where da ball go?"
What a sweet picture!
Love the pix! I didn't realize (or recall) that you were over here.
How is Manhattan? I miss it so much. I love it here, too, but I love the simplicity of the mid west. Seems closer to God...whoever that is.
We talk about settling down there someday...maybe across from Woodrow Wilson school...We loved it over there....when the kids would kick their ball into our yard. "Hey LaaaaaaDy! Can you throw us our ball Pllllease??"
Lovely picture!
Also, I'm the lucky one chosen to be sending you some CAC happy mail! I'm very excited about the whole swap thing. All I need now is your mailing address! Email me at: elliza[at]gmx[dot]de
=)
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